Uncle Jim was visiting. I guess Uncle Jim likes blowing bubbles... or he's not as good at saying no to Ana. (Actually... no one is really good at saying no to Ana. She has this magical way of getting people to do what she wants.)
Anyway... he likes bubbles, he couldn't say no to Ana, he wanted to sit in the lush NJ grass... I don't know. Whatever the case, there were bubbles being blown. Well, almost being blown.
Ana, can you blow bubbles?
Ok, blow.
Ok, here.... blow again.
Try again.
Look, look, look!!!! A bubble!!!! (And um... Grace? Why are you sitting in that bush?)
I did it! I blew bubbles! It took forever... but I got a bubble... and I'm the happiest kid on earth!!!
And then Grace came over and was like "here, gimme that thing."
"Done."
I suppose that just goes to show you what a 6 month difference can make.
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I was telling Ashley about your Blog. I told her what you write about. I told her that you write about Zoe and Ana, but sometimes other people in your family like Jim and how funny those pictures of Jim were. She gave him the ultimate compliment. She said he must be a wonderful Dad. I told her from the pictures I would say so since he gets in with them and plays and tries out the their toys etc. (She cracked up when I told her about the Mr. Crayon picture) I told her how I have been reading your blog and keeping in touch with you. I said that blogging is perfect for you and how you are going out to California. She was amazed.
Thanks Jane. I enjoy it. I think Jim should start a blog too. I think it would be a hit.
I'm a rotten mother, too. Anytime my 3yo is given a bottle of bubbles, they conveniently "disappear." ;)
I'm so happy I'm not alone!
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